Cheers to 6 Years

It has been six whole years today since CardCastles first opened its virtual doors.
We started off from humble beginnings. This place has come a very long way after completing an equally extensive journey. We have shared so many memories with you as a family through my artwork and journals, and that spawned off into even more beautiful things. We have enjoyed this trek amongst the stars in the sky with you, so much so it gave birth to new worlds and a parent company. Snapping Turtle was born out of love. New ventures it seeks as it now takes over the clouds and we transition through the full merge.

So much more planned for the rest of this year. & For however long we keep this going.

As, always it has been a fantastic ride with you.

Keep dreaming. 😉

•6 Years of CardCastles•

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Love You

It’s been a while since anything was posted here during the week, much less during the day. There are special occasions I make exceptions for. The Weekly Photo Challenge over at The Daily Post is coming to a close. So, here I am, making that exception.

If you’re a veteran CardCastles community member, you may remember me participating in these challenges every so often. Today’s final challenge is to pick our favorite photos, and one of those just so happens to be something special I’ve chosen before.

Love You
Love You

There’s a neat little story behind it. At one time, this photo was even available for purchase as wall art when I had a store up and running here.

Around the time it was taken, my son was very much struggling with some speech issues in his early childhood. Now, at 8 years old, my son is reading at an advanced level. Speech is far from an issue for him anymore.

It’s still the little things. 🙂

( We’re going to miss you Weekly Photo Challenge, you were a fun little activity that helped get this place up & running, and we won’t forget it. 😉 )

Sleepy Sundays: Lighthouse

Lighthouse © 2018 Snapping Turtle Arts | cardcastlesinthesky.com

It’s been quite a long while since we shared any photos here. This week, while making some tough decisions, I decided we do just that. This photo is extremely old. It was taken around 1991, and I’m not very sure just which member of my family took it.

If this site stays standing through the rest of this year, (much like this lighthouse still is) I plan on working this into my art somehow. I already have some ideas.

Have you taken any trips lately? Do you plan to?

Have a bright Sunday!

Sleepy Sundays: Andiamo

Andiamo © 2018 Snapping Turtle Arts | cardcastlesinthesky.com

If you’ve been reading here a while then you know I lost my mother back in 2005 to a nasty combo of lupus-related complications and hospital negligence. She was my favorite person in the whole wide world and I still miss her to this very day.

One of my nieces is having a birthday party later today and I’m getting everything ready for the occasion as we speak. (I stopped here to chat with you all, of course. Since I’ve missed some of you too—terribly.) Whenever I get to doing “girly” things my mother tends to pop on my mind. Random things can remind me of her at any moment. Such is part of love and loss, I guess. So as I sat to practice my landscape designs for upcoming work, this one came out of me. It is based off of a day where my mother spontaneously grabbed my hand and started darting with me up this hill by our old apartment.

She often did wild & crazy things out of nowhere at the drop of a hat just because it “felt right” or whatever lit her fire on this day or that day. Just before she whipped me up that hill (It was a blast. I was a little kid and nothing could have been more fun than running through a field up a hill & then rolling back down.) she whispered in my ear, “Let’s go!”

Do you have a memory that just seems to stick in your head no matter what?

Have a spontaneous Sunday!


Fun fact: This is yet another artwork where I used the “ghost image” technique discussed in Sleepy Sundays: Ghost.

Daydreams Diary: Cold Air

—• Cold Air •—

[ October 12th, 2017 9:47PM ]

I wanted to explain things to you.

It’s been so long.

There’s so much to explain.

I wanted to write about all the crap going on today.

I was going to call it “The Silencing of Rose McGowan” and it would’ve been great.

But I don’t have a lot of that edgy shit in me right now. & Well, frankly, you don’t care anyway.

I’ve been told to

keep the politics out of it.”

Hell, that was even my rule here once. Maybe that’s where I fucked up.

I need to drop the “Daydreams” because I’ve been “out of character” for over two years now.

But I still don’t feel 100% comfortable putting my name out there.

Maybe I should.

My head is a mess.

My health is dwindling.

I want to turn it all around but I am losing the fight.

I am losing my will to hold on.

It’s not that I’m ungrateful.

It’s that I was born with a cursed body.

And a cursed mind.

I may be of the witchy sort,

but I’m not one to undo hexes.

After all, the one that set that in motion had a reason and felt justified at the time.

No, I’d rather see how this plays out.

So let me be.

I’ll do just fine.

Just let me curl up

with this rott

in my mind.


[ September 17th, 2017 ]

—• Flashes •—

 

You wrote me today.

It was the first time in a while and it made me smile.

Even if just for a speck of reality.

 

I stumbled upon them again today.

This is the second time they were connected to someone in my network.

A new potential client or friend that I again had to let go in fear of them following the trail.

Why do I still care?

Do they even still think about me?

Am I still considered “a threat”?

I highly doubt it when he’s got 82,000 following and I’m well, me.

 

My patience was tested again today.

This was the third time in a few short weeks.

You accused my friend of baiting when he simply fought to be heard.

Why do you seek to silence us?

Will muting the messenger really snuff out the message?

Perhaps it be your guilty conscience that’s speaking louder than the both of us.

The weight of your judgement through trying times speaks volumes of your character.


[ August 30th, 2017 ]

—• Tormentors •—

Time is always uncertain.

Your words don’t stick.

They fade.

You think you’re important.

You’re not.

“Shade, shade, shade.”

You’re damn right it’s shade.

My tongue is a blade.

You are empty

And I am afraid.

So let’s make a trade.

Shall we, Adelaide?

Let’s call a spade a spade and give up this masquerade

when you know it’s just me here

and the bill must be paid.

Despite your shiny appearance,

your pockets are frayed.

 

—Daydreams

31 Nightmares 2017: The 6th

Zombiehead

For 31days/31nights we will do this. All due to your undying enthusiasm.

This week we talked about the different lanes of horror and payed tribute to some of the greats lost along the way in recent years.

This artwork was inspired with those thoughts in mind. It was really a concept piece from long ago, but I decided to turn this into a tribute piece here this year during #31Nightmares since our subject matter kicked off along these lines as well. I look forward to where horror is heading. & May we pay respect to those in the past.


This has been

Day 6 of

Sleepy Sundays: Light Storms

Light Storms © 2017 Snapping Turtle Arts & Publishing | cardcastlesinthesky.com
Obliterate © 2017 Snapping Turtle Arts & Publishing | cardcastlesinthesky.com
These two designs were inspired by events both past and a strange nightmare I had one night years ago about the future.

The first about the past was a beautiful day that was considered rare in the times I grew up in that were somewhat similar to the things going on in present day in the country I call home. The afternoon etched itself into my memories due to a vivid sunset witnessed that mimicked a candy store. There were so many bright pinks and lilacs. Then out of nowhere it seemed to get ruined by a very dangerous electrical storm that no one seemed to see coming.

The second that was dreamt up into a sci-fi design was inspired by a terrifying, sweat-inducing dream had one night where tons of planets were just getting blasted to bits and raining down and outward everywhere.

My lesson in all this trying to concentrate while there are in fact catastrophic things going on in the world that involve spiritual, racial, generational, and just flat out good old fashioned good vs evil, was that we need to take care of one another more. & Fight these evils because like the storm, what appeared out of darkness soon became light. So many of you have been so very kind these past few weeks while we transition the site here.

With an actual storm brewing in the skies over my head as I type this, and the climate changing in my region & all over I hope our own certain future doesn’t look like the one in my nightmares. There’s just way too much more work to do.

Be kind to one another & take care of one another.

Have a peaceful Sunday.

 

Sleepy Sundays: Like Stones

 

After last weekend’s unexpected shutdown, I’m happy to present two new designs this Sunday.

Both were inspired by magnificent dreams had over a much-needed summer vacation.

Our son came to us and spoke of wonderful dreams too, so we told him, write it down.

 

Write it down.

Do you keep a journal/diary?

Have a bright Sunday!

Sleepy Sundays: Daybreak Blizzard

Daybreak Blizzard
Daybreak Blizzard

A few weeks back there was snow in my area upon awakening in the morning. It was so early I was surprised to see snow going on while the sun was blasting through and steadily rising. The moment triggered off an old memory of a blizzard we had around my former area when I was a kid. The whole thing made me remember a song I first heard in a mall parking lot on a day where someone related to me punched me in the face. I was still somewhat young, not yet even in middle school. That song also made me think of a friend that shares its name & a great conversation we once had.

I’m using the design for greeting cards.

Sometimes you have to make the best out of something bad.

This is the song:

What makes your blood run cold? Do songs sometimes remind you of a day?

Have a peaceful and bright Sunday!